March.

The grass is flourishing and lovely, and the flowers are gradually blooming.

At the same time, the catkins are full of flowers, floating half of the sky.

Yang Hua enters the water like duckweed, and Zigui sounds like "It's better to go back".

Zhang Yuanyi and Su Su have been leaving the town for more than a year unknowingly, and according to the master's requirements, they are finally about to arrive at Chaohu Academy.

Although Su Su is eighteen years old in age, she is still a child in her heart, and in this season of blooming flowers, it has activated the girl's heart.

Along the way, I chased butterflies, escaped bees, planted all kinds of flowers, and specially made a wreath, running around among the thousands of flowers like a fairy, beautiful and moving.

The fragrance of the flowers is fresh, the butterfly dance is also loved, and the little girl is even more annoying!

Zhang Yuanyi took the white horse and glanced down at the map, according to the map, they were only a few dozen miles away from the academy at the moment, and they would probably be able to arrive tomorrow.

Although it was coming soon, Zhang Yuanyi's mood was inexplicably without that expectation, and even a little sad.

Su Su has always been careful, and she knows that her brother thinks of her master again.

She stood on tiptoe and put the wreath in her hand on Zhang Yuanyi's head, and said happily: "Brother, look, I gave you a new wreath, do you like it?"

Zhang Yuanyi touched Su Su's head, nodded, looked into the distance, and did not speak.

Su Shuxi smiled, and a bright smile bloomed on his face, better than the flowers of the whole spring.

Su Su suddenly remembered the scene when the three of them sang together in Qilihai, and she sang with a childish sweet voice: "The stars light up the lights, illuminate my door, and let the lost children find their way to come." ”

Zhang Yuanyi asked, "Why have I never heard this song, where did you learn it?"

Su Su grinned, "The net suppresses the clouds." ”

Zhang Yuanyi: "......"

Su Shu grinned and said, "I'm joking with my brother, my mother taught me when I was a child." ”

Zhang Yuan nodded slightly, rarely showed a smile, and said, "It's very good, sing a few more words to my brother." ”

Su Su smiled when he saw Zhang Yuan, and his heart was also sweet, and he sang loudly: "The stars light up the lights, illuminate my door, and let the lost children find their way to come." The stars light up my future and warm the hearts of children with a little light......"

The melodious singing echoed between the mountains and forests, the white horse flowers and butterflies flew, and the figures of the two stretched extremely long and long under the sunset, going to the distance together.

Years later, a heavy rain woke me up from my sleep,

Suddenly, the neon lights of the city are no longer flickering,

A faint starlight peeked out of the sky,

It's your eyes that are still waiting for me in the distance.

The boy who once dreamed under the starlight of the sky has now grown up, master, don't worry.

——

Datang, Withered Leaf Temple

There is a down-and-out white paper monk, breaking into the temple gate, all the way to the bell tower, ringing the Brahman, the bell echoes, the Buddha bows his head, and the Bodhisattva lowers his eyebrows!

In the withered leaf temple, a monk wearing a sangha pear robe floated to hear the sound.

The down-and-out white paper monk fell to his knees, grief-stricken, "When I was the most painful, difficult, and at a loss in my life, I traveled from the Northern Yan to the Western Jin Dynasty, and traveled all over the Seven Star Continent. Along the road, I searched for more than 100 Buddhist temples, large and small, listened to chanting, lived in meditation rooms, and talked with dozens of presiding monks, but to no avail. Now that I have come to the Withered Leaves Temple, I would like to ask the master what is Buddhism, what is he born for, and how do he become a Buddha?"

The monk in the Sangha pear robe folded his hands, his face was charitable, and the golden light behind him was manifested, and he said with low eyebrows: "The Buddha does not cross people!"

The down-and-out white paper monk suddenly understood, with tears in his eyes, and said softly: "The Buddha doesn't cross me, I cross myself!"

There are three thousand Buddhas in the three thousand worlds, and none of them have come to point out, so I am willing to step on this floating life, and I will cross me myself.

On that day, the down-and-out white paper monk became a Buddha on the spot!

——

Beiyan, Chaohu Academy

A poor scholar with a thin face was lying on a dilapidated desk at the moment and did not move.

"Sir, we've finished eating rice this month, and we're going down the mountain again. "A little scholar has just come back from outside, tinkering with an empty rice jar.

"Wow, smack!" Seeing his husband's appearance, the little scholar thought that his husband had returned to the West with his life, and the empty rice jar fell to the ground and fell to the ground!

He trotted all the way over, heartbroken and shouted, "Sir......"

But before he could reach the end, the voice gradually became quieter, and it turned out that the scholar turned a posture, stood up, and stretched his waist.

He squinted at the little scholar and said, "You are familiar with the matter of fate, just decide for yourself." ”

The little scholar huffed, hummed and walked over, grabbed the chair and stepped on it, Xu felt that it was not high enough, and stepped on the desk again, just staring directly at the poor scholar, he crossed his hands on his waist, and said angrily: "If I want to pretend to be a monk, it is the dereliction of duty of your husband, I have a large number of adults, marry a chicken with a chicken and marry a dog with a dog, the baby is bitter, but the baby does not say, admit it." But just now you are actually lazy to sleep, don't you want to be admitted to that academy on the mountain again?!"

The poor scholar smiled and touched the little scholar's head, and quipped: "At a young age, no big or small, where did you get so many local sayings, crooked truths! Did you learn from the little girl next door?"

As soon as the little scholar heard the girl next door, his face turned red instantly, and he slapped away the poor scholar's hand, and said angrily: "Don't interrupt! You must give me an answer today!"

The poor scholar couldn't help but laugh when he looked at the little scholar's serious expression, and immediately held back his laughter with a serious face!

He hugged the little scholar off the desk and said helplessly: "Okay, okay, Mr. promises you, I will be admitted to the academy this year." ”

"Hmph!" the little scholar snorted coldly, his face was old-fashioned, and he said helplessly, "Alas! Some people said these things last year. ”

The poor scholar touched his nose and said embarrassedly: "This year, this year, this year!"

The little scholar shook his head and lamented, "What a fate I have!"

Frowning, he picked up the fragments of the pot, a little sad, and it seemed that he was going to burn another one again.

Then he went to the back room and put on a tattered monk's robe, which was so large that it almost mopped the floor, and he held a walking stick about the same height as the others in his hand, and went down the mountain to turn his fortune.

The poor scholar looked at the back of the little scholar going down the mountain, breathed a sigh of relief, looked around, swept the books on the desk, and stuffed his sleeves!

The last butt sat down in the chair and breathed a long sigh of relief, when the chair collapsed with a bang.

The poor scholar simply lay on the ground, facing the sky, with his hands behind his head, and he slowly spoke: "Sure enough, with a mortal body, it is still a little reluctant." ”

In fact, the little scholar didn't feel wrong just now, he really died, and died once as a mortal.

He took out the book from his sleeve again, slowly opened it, and it turned out to be the "Jade Girl of the Spring Palace".

It was full of some slick and white women, and he couldn't help but laugh out loud, "It's really beautiful in the world!"

——

Qingcheng Mountain, Suzaku Peak

On a simple stone table, there is a simple tea set, a simple breeze blowing, and a simple three people enjoy the simple scenery.

The three of them are Duanmu Heng, the head of Qingcheng Mountain, who is wearing a plain robe, Xia Chong, who is wearing an orange robe, and Qi Hongdang, a Jianghu guest with a big knife and a beard.

Duanmu Heng quietly blended tea, steaming, he specialized in tea ceremony for a long time, and now this hand-blended tea technique has long been perfected, only to see his palm turned several times, the tea is suspended in the air but does not splash the slightest, circulating in the teacup.

Duanmu Heng pushed the tea in his hand to Qi Hongdang in the air, but Qi Hongdang shook the wine gourd on his waist and pushed the tea back again, disappointing him in vain.

He looked at Xia Chong again, and the latter was dismissive, "I drink Moutai Feitian." ”

Duanmu Heng: "......"

It seems that I can only taste it slowly.

When Qi Hong heard that Moutai was flying into the sky, he immediately became interested, he lifted the wine gourd to Xia Chong's side, squeezed his eyebrows and said, "Brother, be even?"

Xia Chong is not very good wine, that is, he likes to store wine, glanced at the other party, and took out a jar directly.

Qi Hongdang took the wine, opened the mud seal, took a big sip directly, enjoyed his face, and gave Xia Chong a thumbs up and said, "It's enjoyable!"

Qi Hong has been famous for a long time, and has always had the reputation of not pouring a thousand cups, which is just right for ordinary people to pour Moutai Feitian in one bite, but it is just right for him.

Getting drunk won't make him feel dull, and it won't make him feel dull.

In fact, for monks, whether it is a human wine shop or an immortal wine, a little luck can dissipate the drunkenness.

But this is another way of saying it, after all, once you step into the practice, the meaning of eating, drinking, and sleeping is completely different, and it is more just a kind of leisure and elegance.

Duanmu Heng shook his head, if he really wanted to drink as a mortal, he might not be able to drink half a mouthful, but this cup of tea, drink it slowly, he could enjoy the entire sunset.

At this moment, Duanmu Heng spoke: "Has Brother Qi made a decision?"

Qi Hong smiled, "These things are sooner or later, and if you say you want to leave, you will never stay." ”

He looked at Duanmu Heng again and said, "I didn't expect that the junior back then would now become the existence of the master of the sect. ”

I still remember the first time I came to Qingcheng Mountain, there was a little Taoist boy who saw that he was wearing a big knife at his waist, and his face was serious, thinking that he was here to seek revenge, and he desperately blocked his way, and he had to say why.

Qi Hongdang has always been straightforward, he didn't want to be entangled too much, so he swept by, after all, his realm was already quite high at that time, but who would have thought that this little guy was not very old and his ability was not small, and he really came up with him.

In the end, there was no way, he carried Duanmu Heng when he was young to the Patriarch Hall, and bullied Duanmu Heng a lot along the way.

Duanmu Heng said: "I still remember Brother Qi's 'great kindness' back then, and I still have to talk to you when I have a chance." ”

Qi Hongdang waved his hand, glanced at it and said, "It's small! The pattern is small, you are the master of a sect, these things can still be forgotten." The affairs of the sect are heavy, so you have to focus more on the sect. ”

The current Qi Hong should say that there are really few people who can be seen in the same realm of fighting, but Duanmu Heng is different, because he still pressed him in a realm, and this realm is worth admitting first.

Duanmu Heng smiled.

Xia Chong said rarely: "Has Brother Qi been to the Su family?"

His so-called Su family is the Su family, which was once the four major families.

Qi Hongdang's eyes suddenly condensed and said, "Go, as we expected, Ma Tao died." ”

Xia Chong traveled to the rivers and lakes that year, and a lot of things happened, Ma Tao was a close friend at that time, of course, Qi Hongdang was also one.

At that time, they were all young juniors, only Qi Hongdang was a little older than them, and he received a lot of help from Qi Hongdang on the way to practice and travel, and several people regarded him as a big brother in private.

Xia Yan stopped talking and took a sip of wine.

Although Duanmu Heng has rarely left the sect and has never traveled to the rivers and lakes, he still knows a lot about Qi Hongdang's old past, and he also understands what they are sad about at this moment.

He poured the drink into the teacup, looking a little nondescript.

Drink it all in one gulp!

Qi Hongdang grinned, these things are taken care of, so let's not worry too much.

He stood up suddenly, pinned the wine gourd to his waist, and was about to leave, saying: "The northern border still needs everyone's efforts together, so let me fight alone in this West Sea." ”

Duanmu Heng and Xia Chong stood up together, their faces solemn.

Qi Hong knew that this group of guys was going to say some clichés again, Xia Chong was fortunate to be silent, but Duanmu Heng was really a Confucian student, and he attached great importance to those rules.

He hurriedly put his hand on their shoulders and said, "Stop! Let's not play the literati game, I can't stand it, big brother." ”

Duanmu Heng wanted to speak and stopped.

Qi Hongdang smiled heartily, "It's good to bring me a little more wine next time you come to Xihai, I don't have much ability, I can only do these little things to have fun, I'm very ashamed!"

After speaking, he stomped his feet and turned into a flying rainbow and left.

Genlin West Sea

Recently, the Sea Clan has invaded and invaded, Xuanling has invested a lot of troops, and the monks of the sect under the mountain have contributed a lot of strength and suffered huge losses, but it is still difficult to achieve results.

At this moment, the West Sea is rough and the wind is blowing!

On top of a huge wave that was thousands of feet high, a large group of sea tribes stood on it, all of them with high morale and ready to go!

Above the tide, a sea clan general wearing silver armor said to his subordinates behind: "As long as we take down here, we can join the demon clan of the 100,000 mountains in Miaojiang. Our sea clan is bound to rise!"

The Sea Clan soldiers looked excited and cheered excitedly!

Just as they were about to rush up, a long-haired man drew his knife and fell from the sky steadily, falling steadily onto a driftwood on the sea, and the momentum was so great that the waves fell instantly, and he could no longer support it!

The long-haired man took a sip of wine, shouted angrily, and a huge column of water rose to the sky, covering the heavens and the earth!

He glanced back at the continent behind him slightly, and whispered, "I won't dock in this life!"